About this pic; i happend to meet her durring my trip 2 muree in winter, she along with her little brothers was selling boiled eggs for her survival but i would like to add she was quite a chitchat person ,maloncoly was not ruining her life despite all the odds.
Well talking about traveling and characters tht are encountered with the whole experience, leaves behind unforgettable marks , our driver of the jeep that we hired to take us across " saif-ul-malook lake " , uncle Tariq , as my father was feeling suffocation due to lack of oxygen , he informed about his open heart surgery , on inquiring papa abut total cost on that operation , pap relied the figure to be in lacks , i simply can forget his remark on this matter that "God rightly knows abt each of his individual , we native people haven’t seen such amount in our life that’s the reason he don’t examines us with such diseases"........................................
ME and my family were fortunate enough to visit northern areas back in 2004 as well , our guide cum driver cum travel agent " Uncle Jameel" , am memorable character, his interfering and spontaneous nature made us love and hate him simultaneously ,he was generous enough to take us to his aunts place because one of his cousin face resembled me, authoritative enough to make us irritated,
The main Naran road I guess or the Naran mall or market have turned out to be somewhat Muree’s mall road , people from al walks of life mostly students kept on creeping that road , every one draped in shawls or sweater in warm July’s chilling nights. It was fun to note the entire hustle bustle, shops of antique jeweler, shawl centers, dry fruits, and fast foods. Except the foreigners in that land (including us ) were quite in proportion with their native land, gigantic in manners ,warm loving and simple , beauty without any folly , “ rough and tough ‘ like their land and purity bubbling even in their laughter. They held respect for women in their eyes even if yours dressing sense don’t matches their criteria, I happened to watch few school going kids , shy but naughtiness overpowering their eyes , tomato red cheeks ,green eyes ,pink lips, shining with health but the over all combination of all this with dirty clothes and faces still make them adorable as they are so perfectly blended in untamed natures beauty.
ME and my family were fortunate enough to visit northern areas back in 2004 as well , our guide cum driver cum travel agent " Uncle Jameel" , am memorable character, his interfering and spontaneous nature made us love and hate him simultaneously ,he was generous enough to take us to his aunts place because one of his cousin face resembled me, authoritative enough to make us irritated,
The main Naran road I guess or the Naran mall or market have turned out to be somewhat Muree’s mall road , people from al walks of life mostly students kept on creeping that road , every one draped in shawls or sweater in warm July’s chilling nights. It was fun to note the entire hustle bustle, shops of antique jeweler, shawl centers, dry fruits, and fast foods. Except the foreigners in that land (including us ) were quite in proportion with their native land, gigantic in manners ,warm loving and simple , beauty without any folly , “ rough and tough ‘ like their land and purity bubbling even in their laughter. They held respect for women in their eyes even if yours dressing sense don’t matches their criteria, I happened to watch few school going kids , shy but naughtiness overpowering their eyes , tomato red cheeks ,green eyes ,pink lips, shining with health but the over all combination of all this with dirty clothes and faces still make them adorable as they are so perfectly blended in untamed natures beauty.
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